OK, the second ballon in that panel "Homer" posted up is pointing to the sack (or whatever that is) in the shopping-cart, so I guess we can assume he is talking someone inside it. Now is that someone real, or imaginary?

Is it magic...or delusion?

Had forgotten about the three day weekend. One more day to be stupid. _________________"Park the beers, and grab the smiles. It's flight time." - LtCdr. J. Robert "Bobby" Stone, USN (R.I.P.)

you're starting post is one of the funniest web forum posts i've read for a long time. thanks

kaos

I want to chime in here and agree that your message was great, very funny, and a perfect antidote to some of the too intrense (for my taste) political debate that has sprung up regarding certain other recent MIs._________________William Ansley

Page one, last panel: Our hero mutters "Geeze Louis..." Now, is this A)A spelling error for "Geeze Louise..."; B) Our hero's accented version for the same; C) The name of his other personality (or one of his other personalities, depending on how many there are); or D) Some combination of the first three options?_________________Good morning! That's a nice tnetennba.

I would say that the Dunkin' Donuts bag on the bench clearly places the action in Boston Common over Central Park - there being an individual Dunkin' Donuts store for every man, woman and child in the Boston metropolitan area.

Greg wrote:
Page one, last panel: Our hero mutters "Geeze Louis..." Now, is this A)A spelling error for "Geeze Louise..."; B) Our hero's accented version for the same; C) The name of his other personality (or one of his other personalities, depending on how many there are); or D) Some combination of the first three options?

I would say that the Dunkin' Donuts bag on the bench clearly places the action in Boston Common over Central Park - there being an individual Dunkin' Donuts store for every man, woman and child in the Boston metropolitan area.

Nah, that ain't much of a clue. Plenty of DDs here in New York, too (I live three blocks from one). In fact, there ain't a place on this planet you can go anymore, without finding a Dunkin Donuts. The story could be set in Seoul, if that were the case.

The girl's accent is equally puzzling. Sound like she's doing a Dan Duryea impression (at least it does in my head...but that's another bucket full of kittens)

OK, I submitt, we're in Boston. Makes sense. I've only been to Boston twice, and on the Common only once - over a dozen years ago; it was night, and we were all drunk. I remember a big lit up clock tower. Is that the Hancock building? I suspect the girl is an "Honor-Roll hippie" from New York, attending a Liberal college in Boston. Either that, or she's undercover with the CIA; and she about to kidnap him, and place a mind-control chip in his brain._________________"Park the beers, and grab the smiles. It's flight time." - LtCdr. J. Robert "Bobby" Stone, USN (R.I.P.)

Nah, that ain't much of a clue. Plenty of DDs here in New York, too (I live three blocks from one). In fact, there ain't a place on this planet you can go anymore, without finding a Dunkin Donuts. The story could be set in Seoul, if that were the case.

I live in Denver, with nary a Dunkin' Donuts for miles and miles and miles. And though there may be quite a few in NYC, there's one on pretty much every corner in Boston.